Boosie BadAzz - Street Wars lyrics

Say thug Them n***as at war across town Sad part about it, them n***as used to be on the same corner, same block Now they’re beefing Boosie Badazz Street wars turn violent Real talk These n***as used to run together, thug and stunt together This when they was juveniles smoking weed, sipping jungle juice One blew, one hustled, never grew, so he building cases Throwing slangs in his words, this n***a really hate him Never thinking ‘bout this n***a money on his mind If his homie don’t see this coming, then homie blind They kicked the door, hit for the works, somebody knew the spot Cameras got ‘em, it was them n***as off your own block But guess who sent them though? It was his n***a, yo He like “not my n***a though, he dangerous, got to k** him though” So K’s bust in ‘cause both sides will grave something Keep it with me, you ain’t saying nothing [Hook:] Street wars turn violent Old friends shooting old friends Wild gun firing Damn, got to keep it everywhere I go Street wars turn violent Damn dog, why you want to k** me? Now I see it’s gun firing Chopper, chopper, chopper Put that on my mama Street wars turn violent Verse 2 for all my n***as in the dirt too Murked a lot of n***as, but in the end, he got murked too We Chi-Town living up in my city, strictly give you the business E-, e-, e-, everybody got extensions On the powerline, the tenants, everybody thugging n***a just had a shootout and them n***as second cousins (damn) What the f** going on? n***a shooting at each other ‘bout a song, better have your pistol f** around with Boosie Boo, better have your hitters I don’t have no feelings, turn to Mad Max, n***a Them n***as k**ing for their boy who was a rat But that boy took care of n***as, they’re coming back [Hook:] Street wars turn violent Old friends shooting old friends Wild gun firing Damn, got to keep it everywhere I go Street wars turn violent Damn dog, why you want to k** me? Now I see it’s gun firing Chopper, chopper, chopper Put that on my mama Street wars turn violent They’ve done k**ed Big Nut, what the f**? Got the whole ATL f**ed up, rest in peace, blood It’ll never end for Soulja Slim, rest in peace, thug n***as changing by the hour, this is me, thug They k**ed this n***a’s son, now they’re busting guns Fighting in the club, ain’t no 1-on-1 They just k**ed this little hustler But the hustler had some first cousins and a big brother, and they’re all slanging Even a scary n***a’s k**ing, they’re all dangerous Big dog just made the call, now they’re all stinking n***as murking each other right on the set One n***a jealous of the next [Hook:] Street wars turn violent Old friends shooting old friends Wild gun firing Got to keep it everywhere I go Street wars turn violent Damn dog, why you want to k** me? Now I see it’s gun firing Chopper, chopper, chopper Put that on my mama Street wars turn violent